"I have some outfit choicesthat depend on your answer." Of course you do. I thought Carbone? I've booked a table there in anhour. Is that enough time?...I catch sight of myself in Ellen's dressing room mirror -- a chimera offake hips and full face, frizzy hair and flat chest. Not to mention thecock limp between Ellen's rounded thighs."Sure," I reply, running my hand over my newly enhanced derriere --softer, rounder with a little bit of a bounce. "Let me go so I have anychance of making that." I'm. “Mistress,” she questioned, “there are no clothes here for me to wear. Did you forget to put them out?”The girls both laughed and Christina said, “No pet, we did not forget. You will go just as you are, since we will be meeting someone else and we don’t want to waste time getting your clothes off. You’ll be ready for anything.”Then Linda spoke to her, saying “Tracy, tonight we will be with some others and you will treat them with respect at all times. You will do whatever they say, just as if. She set down her brown leather Hobo bag. She big tittied, generous assed transsexual headed to Clarence’s apartment.“Hey,” Clarence grinned as he opened the door.“Can I come in,” she questioned.“Yeah, sweetie! You lookin’ good in that green dress!”“Thanks! So, what’s up with your brother?”“His ol’ lady kicked him out. He need somewhere to stay.”“Give him my number and I’ll see what I can come up with. I was looking to buy a house that’s for sale soon.”“That’s cool,” the 62 year-old, chocolate. As we climbed the two steps to the front door, Irmeli, my wife, opened it for us. She was stark naked. She grabbed Helen by both hands and pulled her inside. “So your the new trainee slut. I approve of your clothes, no bra, thin T-shirt, short skirt. I just hope that you are not wearing panties.” In reply, Helen lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her shaved pussy, innocent of any covering. “I see dried cum on your inner thighs. I guess that you are now a member of the mile-high club. Am I.